themselves, but they generally will not accept her command They remain terribly unpredictable even for Jasmine Strategy & Tactics: If their stomachs are empty, windscorned frenzy and stop at nothing to feast upon humanoid flesh In this state, they close with enemies as soon as possible, and fleeing is not an option They try to grab small victims and carry them away for safe eating If their stomachs are full, windscorned are much more deliberate They often use their power over the winds to divide parties: pushing troublemakers away while isolating the weak They may try to take prisoners Though they rarely have the patience or inclination to work together on the hunt, they tolerate each other when the need arises Windscorned are short tempered and often fight amongst themselves These fights are fierce and incredibly destructive and devastate their environs SKYCURSED Th rough the bite of a windscorned, the wind curse propagates like a disease This condition is rare since those bitten are usually either eaten or taken captive Rumors of the Elements to undergo proper transformation into a windscorned On rare occasions, however, someone survives an encounter with a windscorned only to discover that he or she has started down the path of the windcursed The hunger the windcursed suffer initially can be briefly sated by flesh from any humanoid However, over time, the disturbing nature of this affliction sharpens by forcing those so cursed to hunger specifically for the same race as the windcursed character CURING THE SKYCURSED Delaying the hunger of the windcursed can be achieved by will alone, but once they succumb to cannibalism, its curing is much harder They then become the skycursed, and only the spirits of the winds themselves are known to be able to cure this affliction And their acquiescence must be dearly bought indeed AND THOSE NOTABLE The fey are everywhere and each has a story all their own While some might lend a hand, some others might lend a knife blade first and between your ribs And many might offer both It’s dangerous to go alone It’s also dangerous not to The Material abhors a vacuum, and I’ve heard rumors that Cob has recently been reincarnated under the shaping hands of the elusive Paralda and Hicks The child sovereign reportedly dwells in a great subterranean city with his fledgling servitors, the knockers More than that, of course, the newfound efts seem to have taken up the elemental flag of fire from their distant kin, the salamanders Could the Material be reasserting itself? Building anew? Creating new inroads to the elemental planes that had been destroyed in the Cataclysm? Perhaps, the primordial fey still have a future despite their erased past — 64 — ATTILA, SAVIOUR OF THE BLOOD There’s a tale of a priest in Rakendle It seems that he has earned quite the reputation as surgeon and miracle worker, saving those that were surely on death’s door Rakendle is already renowned as the last solace for the terminally ill, those who can find comfort nowhere else: lepers, the severely crippled and insane, and others that are perpetually turned away by the world I wouldn’t call Rakendle a haven— it’s little more than squalor with only a handful of monks to offer solace—but it’s a place to call home But the real story is with Attila in his monastery on the bluff outside of town